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Free from the doldrums, you are finally
If you need something wholesome, please let us know, we
Feed your compulsion at any time of need
So you leave with emotions above stepping stones
So, turn it up, turn it up, crank it up, crank it up
How we make it sound?
Like we in an insane asylum
When we, turn it up, turn it up, crank it up, crank it up
We A-M-L-evatin' the game, we came in wilin'
Excuse me if I rhyme with a little upliftness
I'm from the Deuce
3 AM, still banging my beats, who's complaining?
No landlord, or note on the door
I swear I heard them noises coming from them cats up under me
We got 'em going
And then they like
The whole crowd saying
Ay yo, I got 'em going
Michigan, it ain't loud enough
Black boy, black boy, turn that ish down
You know that America don't wanna hear the sound
Of the subwoof, tweeters and amplifiers crying freedom
Thinking that they confining me
Writing me tickets
Guess what?
On the count of three
Scream turn
it
up, on three
You know I got 'em saying, 'Shut Up Buff'
TURN IT BACK UP!